Once again, a house I was fully ready to buy, is no longer on the market. I've said it before and I'll say it again--house hunting sucks my ass!!!! But my dad is offering to sell me my childhood home for about 25k less than the appraised value (he's been bullshitting about selling ever since my mother died last April) so we'll see what happens there.
I'm sitting here getting ready to go visit the wife at work and then go check out a couple of bands and I'm noticing how fucked my sense of style is (currently wearing a Lamb of God t-shirt, big-ass, baggy South Pole jeans, and shell toe Phat Farm shoes--wow, kind of a "wigger/stoner" thing going on). Going to see the Hills Have Eyes tomorrow, I'll letcha all know how it was.
I'm sitting here getting ready to go visit the wife at work and then go check out a couple of bands and I'm noticing how fucked my sense of style is (currently wearing a Lamb of God t-shirt, big-ass, baggy South Pole jeans, and shell toe Phat Farm shoes--wow, kind of a "wigger/stoner" thing going on). Going to see the Hills Have Eyes tomorrow, I'll letcha all know how it was.
I had work, and now I'm too hungry to think properly.
And I got work tomorrow.
At least it was payday and I get a whole house to myself!